Lu Ming entered the bedroom from the guest cabin. Hanzhu, who was curiously looking out of the window at the white clouds, immediately shrank back to the big bed, covered his head with the snow-white goose down quilt, and was too shy to look at Lu Ming.
Lu Ming smiled slightly and sat on the single sofa next to the bed. He looked out the window at the white clouds. Groups of white clouds were floating quietly in the distance. It was a different feeling than looking from the ground.
This is a 36-seat passenger aircraft from Sanmai. It has been converted into a private jet. It has a bedroom and a waiting room. The front cabin is an 8-seat cabin with leather seats, but the space, etc., is also more than the standard business class in the previous life. .
It uses a twin-turboprop engine, which is a very mature engine today. Sanmai's jet engine project is only a prototype and is far from being truly practical.
This special plane is the first private plane owned by Lu Ming and is named "Golden Shield No. 1".
Now we are flying from the East China Sea to Zhenjiang.
Zhenjiang Province is the southernmost province of the five provinces in Jiangnan. It also has the only airport in the five provinces in Jiangnan. It is a private airport. It was built by the former governor of Zhenjiang Province. It was basically to serve his special plane. He was a super rich aristocrat who was very particular about style. , and Jiangning Governor Earl Chaxon are two different numbers.
Lu Ming took this special plane for the first time today, but it was a last-minute idea. He did not know why Hanzhu was so hurt, so he took her to the sky to see the clouds and the ground. Hanzhu had never flown on a plane before.
But although Hanzhu woke up this afternoon, her whole body was lazy and weak. She was carried almost all the way to the plane by Lu Ming. She just took a nap in the bedroom of the special plane. After flying for more than an hour, she was almost there. It seemed that She just woke up and struggled to the bedside to look at the scenery outside the window.
Lu Ming came in and curled up her whole body in shame in the snow-white goose down quilt.
Sitting on the small sofa next to the bed, Lu Ming smiled and said, "I'm still out of energy..." He reached in and gently held her weak, boneless hand, and then said, "Show me your face..."
Although Hanzhu was extremely shy, when her master said this, she still gently pulled down the goose down quilt, revealing her pretty face painted with moonlight, but she closed her eyes and did not dare to look at Lu Ming. Her pretty face was even redder and extremely shy. .
Lu Ming's heart felt warm again when he looked at her beautiful face, which was closed and shy. The expression on her pretty face reappeared when he was conquering her last night. He immediately felt that his whole body was restless, and his soul was about to fly. .
Unexpectedly, Wushan was so ecstatic, blending soul and body with this little cute person. Psychologically, the warmth and satisfaction were indescribable. The delicate body like flower mud was swallowed into the stomach.
However, Hanzhu was fragile, so he had to let her go last night, only once.
I wanted to continue to be gentle with her tonight and continue to pamper her, but depending on the situation, I'm afraid it won't work. Is she afraid that she will have to rest for ten and a half days to regain her strength?
Also, I didn't expect that when I was in the clouds and rain, I seemed to be full of infinite power, and I had a vague illusion that I was like a real dragon moving clouds and raining, soaring through the fairyland.
Looking at Hanzhu's eyes tightly closed and extremely ashamed, her lovely expression of pain and shame when she was ejaculated last night came to mind, her fairy moans in his ears, and her soft pleading later. , his heart was even more hot, he reached out and pinched her pink face gently, and said with a smile: "Okay, we are husband and wife, what is there to be shy about? Open your eyes..."
Thinking about the scene last night, the embarrassing scene, she felt shy, but when the master asked her to open her eyes, she could only slowly open her beautiful eyes, but she didn't dare to look at Lu Ming.
Lu Ming smiled, and it was not difficult for her. He gently shook her slender hand and said, "Zhuzhu, when I go back in the evening, my husband will continue to pamper you. I can't help but love you! I want to love you every night!"
Her pretty face turned slightly pale, but there was joy and shyness in her beautiful eyes, and she whispered: "Master, even a drop of fairy dew, this slave is not blessed to be able to bear. It is my blessing to be able to serve my master with a dragon body." point……"
Even though I know my body can't bear it, I still won't refuse the master's request, and I feel it is a great blessing.
Moreover, I heard Bizhu say that the master has the body of a real dragon. If he touches the master lightly, he will have an illusion, as if his small body is attached to the body of a huge dragon, being embraced by him, and ascending to one fairyland after another.
How can I always bear this kind of blessing? However, there is only death, and death is also a blessing.
Seeing her expression, Lu Ming felt even more pity in his heart. He stopped teasing her and said with a smile, "Then I will take care of you for a while to digest this blessing."
At this time, the girl's clear voice came from the loudspeaker, "Master, Second Grandma, the plane will start to descend in ten minutes."
From the driver to the flight attendant service personnel, in addition to being sent to professional training, they have also undergone special training by Kuroki Saori.
It seems that the destination is coming soon.
"Ah, Master... slave, slave, you are so rude!" Hanzhu was weak and ashamed. He didn't know what strange scenes were coming to his mind. Only then did he realize that the master was sitting next to him and he was lying on his back. It's so rude.
At this point, you have to struggle to sit up.
Lu Ming smiled and gently pressed her jade shoulder, "You don't have to move, we will return right away. We just want to take you flying in the sky to see the scenery. However, I just happened to have a look here, so we will go back soon! Just rest." Come on, I'll come as soon as I go, this is an order, you must lie down and rest!"
"Oh..." Hanzhu nodded gently, tears welling up in his beautiful eyes, "Master, slave, I will die without regrets..."
Lu Ming suddenly felt something in his heart. Originally, the future of his cherished treasure was a worry. Hearing that Hanzhu and Bizhu now have two bodies and two souls, they felt a little more at ease, but he still didn't want to hear such unlucky words, so he frowned and said: " You are not allowed to say such things in the future. You promised me that you would stay with me forever, and if you want to leave, I will leave first." Then he said: "Okay, you rest, I will come when I go!"
Hanzhu nodded, watching his back leaving the bedroom, but still looking in that direction, not moving for a long time.
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The airport in Zhenjiang called Sanheli is very simple, with only two runways, one for entry and one for exit.
Moreover, in the center of the provincial capital, it can only be said that in this era, the former governor can plan his own dedicated airport in the center of the provincial capital. Although the airport is extremely small, it is completely different from the airport after the start of civil aviation. a concept.
When Lu Ming got off the plane, there was already a line of people waiting for him. The middle-aged Western man in a suit and tie standing at the front took a few steps quickly and bowed at 90 degrees. "Sir, I am Dyson. It is an honor to meet you!" Behind him! A row of people also bowed deeply.
He is the director of Sanheli Airport.
The former governor left office at the beginning of this year, and this small airport is basically in a state of neglect. Not even a plane lands here in a month.
Even for postal parcels, when the former Governor was there, the executive order required them to be transported by air. Now this order has been abolished.
Therefore, this airport needs to be operated, that is, there are charges for charter flights, special flights, etc. If not, it will be in a state of neglect.
Dyson knew he was going to lose his job.
But suddenly the good news came from the former boss, saying that someone wanted to buy the Sanheli Airport. Although the talks were ongoing, the hope was high. The former boss also felt that this small airport was of no use at all, and it was half sold and half given away.
And today, I suddenly received a notice that the buyer wanted to come and take a look.
Dyson was so excited that he hurriedly convened a meeting with all the ground staff at the airport to clean up. In addition, before the possible new boss's plane landed, the ground staff must provide 100% service, including giving signals, subsequent refueling, and routine aircraft inspections. wait.
Now, several administrative staff are waiting beside the tarmac.
The possible new boss is a mysterious rich man who is very low-key. Dyson is familiar with hosting such a big shot.
When the former governor was there, some friends of the former governor flew to this airport on a special plane. There were also a few obscure ones. You had no idea who they were or what they were doing. But each of them was wealthy, millions or even millions. Multimillionaire.
It's just that this new boss is really too young.
Over there, Lu Ming looked at the airport. Although he had been mentally prepared, he was still a little disappointed.
But think about it. In the past, the United States claimed to have more than 20,000 airports, but most of them were small airports without a control tower. Because there was not necessarily a plane taking off and landing a day, there was really no need for a control tower.
It would be nice to just drive down the price more aggressively.
Lu Ming looked at this small airport and thought about it.
"Sir, would you like to go and take a look in the terminal?" Dyson suggested enthusiastically next to him.
Lu Ming smiled and said, "No, I'm going back now!" He had seen the floor plan. The so-called waiting hall is just a reception room. Before the private plane takes off or after landing, it may be a place to say goodbye and greet friends. , sit inside for a while.
"Dyson, do your best!" Lu Ming smiled at him.
This airport must be taken down. It inspired me to study Oracle in some normal school in Zhenjiang.
In the future, if you go to Montenegro, you can just land your private plane here, and then transfer to a train from Zhenjiang, or prepare a car directly, and then go to Montenegro, which is more efficient.
From Beiguan to Zhenjiang, the route distance was about 700 kilometers in the previous life. My "Golden Shield No. 1" is a propeller aircraft after all, so the speed is not high, about 350 kilometers per hour, but it is considered the fastest transportation in the world today. If you have the tools, it only takes two hours from Beiguan to Zhenjiang. From Zhenjiang to Heishan, the railway is relatively flat. If you take the express train, the speed can reach more than 100 kilometers per hour, which also takes about two hours.
Including the miscellaneous time spent, it only takes half a day.
It turns out that going from the East China Sea to Montenegro, with all the various twists and turns, basically takes about 20 hours, which means that the journey takes almost a day and a night, and can only be used as a rest night on the train.
Private planes don’t have to wait, so they are more efficient. If it was civil aviation in the previous life, the airport was far away from the city, plus the journey to the airport, waiting, etc., it was actually not very efficient.
Over there, Dyson was excited when he heard that Lu Ming asked him to "do a good job" in the future. However, as long as the deal was not negotiated, and if the contract was not concluded and he actually signed a contract to keep him, the words of many bosses would not be reliable. , you will understand naturally after more experience.
He bowed slightly and said, "Thank you, sir. I have been working here for more than ten years, and there has never been an accident on a plane taking off from Sanheli Airport."
Lu Ming smiled. It sounded awesome. How many planes are there actually every year? That's a big difference. Even in the busiest years of the airport during the former Governor's period, there would only be one or two hundred aircraft movements per year, right? It would be nice to have one in three days.
But he didn't say much and said with a smile: "Okay, I'm back!" He turned around and walked towards his own plane.
Dyson waited and hurriedly followed him. When Lu Ming boarded the plane, he led the administrative staff and bowed in a row.
Obviously Dyson has lived in the provinces of Middle-earth for a long time, and his etiquette has become Middle-earth.
(End of chapter)
